but the boss wants to marry me

Chapter 312 Why don't you cry?
Whose child is it?she finally asked.

Yes... Zhao Jiayan looked at her steadfastly and made a slip of the tongue.

"If I say Xiao Song is you..."

Beep... The phone next to her suddenly vibrated, interrupting Zhao Jiayan's words.

Xia Lin's attention was immediately attracted by the phone, instead of paying attention to what Zhao Jiayan wanted to say, he grabbed the phone and started feeding.

"Mrs."

"Mr. Wen? Are you Mr. Wen?" Xia Lin trembled, as if she recognized Wen Li's voice.

At this moment, the clock on the wall just struck, and Xia Lin looked up. It was one o'clock in the morning, and six hours had passed since their confrontation.

"It's me, madam, I think I need to report to you the current situation." Wen Li's voice was exhausted.

"You...you say it." Xia Lin's mouth was dry and he was a little nervous.

But since Wen Li is still there, she feels that there is a high chance that Ling Yizhou will be fine.

Although I don't know why he didn't call himself.

"We have not been able to completely stop their plans. There are still many people who have inhaled the red violet flower, and the number of people who have self-exploded after contact with the mark has reached hundreds of people. Although the temporary red medicine No. 1 was sent to curb In some cases, but after all, the potion is limited..."

After listening to Wen Li's words for a long time, Xia Lin was dizzy and couldn't grasp the point, "Can you tell me first, where is Teacher Ling? Is he still safe?"

Wen Li over there suddenly fell silent.

"Talk, Mr. Wen, talk. Where is Mr. Ling now? What's wrong with him?" Xia Lin didn't hear his answer, and the silence made her even more frightened.

"Sir, he..." Wen Li paused, "Sir, he was driving a bulletproof car to confront the other party. When we arrived just now, we only found the car, but the person was nowhere to be found..."

"What do you mean you can't find it? Say it again." Xia Lin began to panic.

"The car has traces of an explosion, but we are already searching. Nothing will happen to you, sir. Madam, please calm down." Wen Li said.

But even Xia Lin, who is panicking now, can tell that Wen Li is comforting her!

Ling Yizhou is in the closest place to those red pansy flowers, and the car still has traces of an explosion, which makes people think that Ling Yizhou has already had the possibility of self-explosion!

"I'm going there." Xia Lin put down the phone, she couldn't stay here any longer.

"You can't leave now." Zhao Jiayan still said the same words, he rubbed his eye sockets, and the exhaustion from not sleeping all night hung on his face.

It's true that Xia Lin was anxious, but he was no less anxious than Xia Lin.

"Why can't you leave?" Xia Lin looked at him incredulously, "Didn't you hear what his assistant said? He's gone! I'm going to find him."

"The situation over there is not stable yet. The death toll from the self-explosion is still increasing. You still have the residual gas of the red pansy flower in your body. Now you will die in the past." Zhao Jiayan finished speaking calmly, staring at her.

"But he's missing, he might be dead!" Xia Lin pulled his hair like crazy, "But I stayed here safely, why wait?"

"He..." Zhao Jiayan hesitated to speak, "Forget it, I'll tell you when the final result is over."

Zhao Jiayan obviously had something to say, and it was very important.

But Xia Lin's attention was not on him at all, and he didn't hear what he said at all, and his mind was full of the horror of Ling Yizhou's death.

But Zhao Jiayan didn't let her go, she couldn't go.

Besides, she did have red pansy flower gas left in her body, and now going to the port city full of marks would undoubtedly mean death, what Zhao Jiayan said was right.

With the last trace of reason in her body, Xia Lin sat down and waited patiently.

And, didn't cry.

"Why don't you cry?" Zhao Jiayan asked her.

"Why are you crying? I believe he's not dead!" Xia Lin's mood was unstable.

"Since when have your tears been closely related to Ling Yizhou?" Zhao Jiayan sighed and said a sentence full of emotions.

Xia Lin ignored him, just watched the time pass by, enduring the torment in his heart.

An hour passed, and there was no news from the Gangdong media.

Two hours passed and still no news.

……

When Xia Lin was about to dawn, he couldn't bear the pressure of waiting. The first light of dawn flashed in his eyes, and he fell asleep immediately.

Zhao Jiayan sighed heavily, walked over to pick up his lost girl, and gently sent her to the bedroom.

Ever since she entered his room last night and tried to steal his phone card, she has been in a state of high tension without rest, unwilling to close her eyes for more than 20 hours.

Zhao Jiayan sat in front of Xia Lin's bed, calmly looking at her still familiar sleeping position, with unresolved worries in his eyes.

It was he who underestimated Ling Yizhou's weight in her heart. In this way, he didn't know if she could bear the truth.

After staying for a while, Zhao Jiayan swiped the phone's Internet when it was bright, and then saw some news about the incident at the Hong Kong East Woma Gymnasium one after another.

The official figures are: 49 dead and 546 injured, all of the 49 dead died of self-explosion, and the other 546 injured are currently in a coma for unknown reasons and cannot be awakened for a while.

The matter finally came to an end, Zhao Jiayan let out a long breath after reading this report, he turned his head and glanced at Xia Lin.

If it weren't for Ling Yizhou's command and mobilization last night, the death toll would have been at least [-]. It would be a miracle for Ling Yizhou to be able to save so many people from Nan Jintian's tiger's mouth.

Looking at Xia Lin, Zhao Jiayan suddenly felt a little unconfident. This is the man she is looking for, so good that all men re-examine themselves.

Under Zhao Jiayan's gaze, Xia Lin woke up quickly.

She stared blankly at the dazzling light outside, and the first thing she did was to yell at Zhao Jiayan: "Can I go now?"

Zhao Jiayan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"It's 9 o'clock in the morning, and it will take me four hours at the fastest to get to Gangdong from here. That's 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jiayan. You have to keep me safe." Xia Lin got up and began to tidy up and prepare to leave.

"You can go." Zhao Jiayan finally said.

Xia Lin was taken aback, he didn't expect him to be so easy to talk now.

Under normal circumstances, there are only two situations when a person becomes easy to talk.

One is that he has figured it out and doesn't want to lock her here anymore.

There is another kind of... pity her.

Xia Lin suddenly walked over and grabbed Zhao Jiayan's collar, "Did something happen to Ling Yizhou?"

Pity her, the only possibility Xia Lin can think of is that something happened to Ling Yizhou.

Something happened to Ling Yizhou, she became a widow, and anyone would pity her.

(End of this chapter)